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Chapter Two
"Look at him, Sakura-chan," Tomoyo said, pointing across the hall to a guy standing by the water fountain. "He is so cute. Not Pikachu cute, but Hello Kitty cute."
I rolled my eyes. "Like there's a difference, Tomoyo-chan."
She nudged my arm and said, "There is! Hello Kitty is definitely cuter." She straightened and lifted her phone. "You will be next." She took the guy's picture and then admired it, sighing in satisfaction.
"You know, Tomoyo, you don't have to 'Catch 'em All!'" I said, getting annoyed. "What if a guy is doing this to you?"
She smiled. "I'd be flattered. It would be great if a guy chased after me, you know? Having that happen makes a girl feel important."
I shook my head in disagreement. "It would make me feel like a piece of meat that everyone wants."
"Sakura-chan, don't be like that. And anyway, guys like to be chased, it gives them bigger egos and self confidence. So why not lend a helping hand?"
"I don't know about you," I said, and began to walk to my next class. "I'll see you later."
Sometimes I think Tomoyo really doesn't believe in love, even though she has so much advice on it. She wants to pretend that she knows everything, although she really doesn't. She treats guys horribly, pretending to care for them and then eventually moves on to another one. It's sad, since someone always ends up getting hurt, and it is never Tomoyo. I'm not going to lecture her about it, but someone has to tell her that it's not a game like she thinks it is. One day she'll see, karma has way like that.
After high school I decided to go to college upon my father's wishes. So I enrolled into Sophia University for the fall semester. I wanted to study abroad, but that was out of the question, especially since my brother Touya wasn't aloud to either. So just like getting my brother's hand-me-down sports equipment, I also had to walk in his footsteps. What happened to being free?
Currently I am a student, but I am also a waitress and actress for the college's drama club. I am also struggling to make ends meet, which is another reason I don't have time for a boyfriend, or anyone for that matter. I embraced this new stage in life thinking it would be for the best, but when is it going to get better?
"Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo shouted, running towards me. "I did not lose my touch!"
I squinted at her, as the sun beamed down on my face. I was sitting in the field, trying to study for my Chemistry test. "Tomoyo-chan?"
She had a large smile on her face. She looked as if she just won the lottery or something. However she never seems to lose any happiness. She is always happy, even if something goes wrong, there is always a smile on her face. I don't know how she does it, since a lot of terrible things have happened to her. Maybe being wealthy makes you happy…
"What is it?" I asked, curious of what she would say.
She whipped out her phone, a picture of a guy on the screen. "I got him!" she exclaimed. "He is so cute, don't you think?"
I nodded. It was the guy that stood near the water fountain from before. He was tall, long black hair, and a muscle build. He was handsome, but didn't seem like Tomoyo's type. Not at all. He looked to rugged and wild. She usually went for the Abercrombie-and-Fitch-wearing-carries-a-large-mirror-in-pocket guy. As always though, I didn't say anything, although even if I did say something she would get offended and mad. While I am just looking out for her, she'd think I was invading her private life and being to mother-like. Either way she'd get hurt, so I'd rather him to be the one to hurt her feelings then me.
"Congrats, Tomoyo," I said, and smiled. "I am happy for you."
She put her phone away and kneeled next to me. "Sakura, next we will have to find a guy for you," she said. "You can't be shunning yourself from every guy you meet just because they aren't Syaoran."
I instantly glared at her and pushed her to the side. "I am not shunning myself, Tomoyo!" I exclaimed. "I am sorry, but please to not think that."
She gave me a frightened look and moved a little bit away from me. "I am sorry, Sakura-chan. I didn't mean to make you upset. I was just--"
"It's okay," I said, and stood up. "I'm leaving."
I began to walk away, even though Tomoyo kept calling me to stop. I needed to get away from her. She made me so upset by saying that. I am not shunning myself away from guys, but for some reason no matter how many times I said that to myself I didn't believe it. I knew she was right, but I didn't want to hear it out loud. It made it too real.
To me Syaoran was perfect. He always called me even if it was only to say hi, we'd go for walks, always told me he could not wait to see me, and he was always there for me when I needed him the most. Of course he was very handsome with an equally good looking body, but there was more to him than what met the eye. So much more, and I was lucky enough to find that out.
"Sakura-chan," Syaoran said, opening up the picnic basket which I had packed earlier. "You didn't have to do this all by herself. I would've helped."
I smiled. "I know, but I wanted to," I replied, blushing. "All girlfriends pack lunches for their boyfriends."
He placed his hand on my cheek and began to lean in, closing his eyes. I laughed and lightly pushed him away. "Ewww, Syaoran-chan! Your breath smells like onions," I said, laughing.
A smile crept along his face and continued to move in. "Come on, Sakura-chan, it's not that bad," he said, continuing to smile devilishly. "Don't you want to kiss me?"
I couldn't stop laughing. Him being so close to by body, being practically a few centimeters away; it made me nervous to the point of laughing uncontrollably. I didn't mind him being so close, but I wasn't used to it, so I didn't know how to react. I assure you that I liked it, though.
"Ok, ok, Sakura-chan," he said, and sat back down. "I'll stop, but that still doesn't mean I will give up trying to kiss you later."
My cheeks turned red, heart raced, and stomach fluttered with butterflies. It felt amazing, I loved it very much. Considering we didn't kiss yet, it's like we already have, due to the emotions I am feeling. I was so happy, it was the feeling of being full. Full of what? I don't know. Maybe it was being fully complete. That may sound cliché, but that's exactly how it felt. I finally found my Prince, or at least someone like him. I could only think of being with him, and no one else, ever.
After out picnic we stood by the tiny bridge that reached across the pond. Sakura blossoms made a canopy of pink flowers hovering over us. It was like a dream. It really was.
"Syaoran," I said, having the overwhelming feeling in my stomach. "Look at me."
He turned, his eyes beating down at mine. "What is it, Sakura-chan?"
I knew I wanted to, plus I couldn't fight the urge. I grabbed a hold of his shirt and pulled him closer to me, his face just inches from mine. "Kiss me," I whispered, breathing heavily. And so he did.
The perfect setting, the perfect guy, and the perfect kiss. His lips felt so soft on mine that it sent shivers all over my body. Although I could not believe I was so aggressive, I was glad I did it.
That moment we shared continued to play over and over in my head. I didn't mind, though, since it made me smile. I never wanted to forget that kiss. Along with our other kisses we will share, our first one will always be remembered dearly. Forever will it be in my heart.
When I reached my apartment, I was met with Tomoyo. She sat at my door, playing with her phone. She looked as if she had been there long, since her shoes were off and her hair was pressed up against the wall.
"Tomoyo-chan? What are you doing here?" I asked, reaching for the keys in my pocket. "I was not expecting to see you here."
She quickly put her phone away and stood up. "I know you weren't," she replied, and smiled with bright eyes. "I have a surprise for you!"
"What kind of surprise?" I asked, giving her a strange look.
Usually Tomoyo's surprises aren't really surprises. They are more like nightmares. For example for my eighteenth birthday she thought it would be funny to take me to a male strip club. And it turns out that my biology teacher is a stripper there. So you can imagine my shock and horror when seeing him dancing to my favorite Gackt song "Vanilla." That among all of her so-called "surprises" aren't very happy memories.
"I don't like your surprises, Tomoyo-chan," I said, and went to unlock my door. "They are never good."
She laughed and patted my back. "Don't worry, Sakura-chan. This will be a good surprise, just you wait and see" She reached in to her purse and handed me two tickets. "Get ready so we can go."
The tickets were for a "Diner with the Stars, Under the Stars." It was a banquet to raise money for some variation of cancer. It looked like an expensive event.
"How did you get these?" I asked, and continued to study the tickets. "This looks expensive. Did you steal them?"
"Honestly, Sakura-chan. You have no faith in me," she said, rolling her eyes. "They were given to my father, but he can not go, so he gave them to me. And don't worry, everything is paid for."
My eyebrows raised in interest. It isn't every day I get to celebrities, plus how could this turn out to be bad…But then if there are celebrities are there, then that means… "Wait. Tomoyo-chan, I can not go," I said quickly, opening my door.
"What do you mean?" she asked. "You have to go with me. I do not want to go alone."
"Take that guy friend of yours," I said, and walked inside. I took of my shoes, and got ready to close the door. "Call me later to talk about it."
I didn't even step a few meters when the door swung open. Tomoyo stood in my doorway, looking determined to get me to go. "Sakura-chan! You are going and you can not say no," she said in a firm voice. "It is important for you to go!"
"Why, Tomoyo-chan? Why is it so important?" I asked. "You don't understand why I can't go."
"Tell me why. Give me one good reason," she said, wanting to know. "If you give me a decent reason I will not force you."
I closed my eyes. I didn't want to say. I couldn't say his name. It was hard, but I had to. "I don't want to see Syaoran there."
She laughed, and placed her hands on her hips. "What makes you think he will be there?" she said. "It's not like he is a much wanted celebrity these days anyway. With all the scandals these days of him seeing all those girls, how could he be as popular?"
"I know about those scandals, Tomoyo-chan. I just don't want to see him, you know?" I said. "It would be too upsetting after what happened."
"Sakura-chan, I can almost guarantee that he won't be there," she said. "Even though has a waning status, his appearance would make a huge controversy. It would be all over the papers."
She was wheeling me in with her sincerity. I didn't want to leave her to go all by herself, despite my fear of seeing him. I couldn't say no to her.
"All right, Tomoyo-chan," I gave in. "I will go with you."
"Awesome!" she exclaimed, and hurried into my apartment, making sure to take off her shoes first. "Let's get dressed like celebrities!"
I shook my head smiling. "Tomoyo-chan, we aren't five playing dress up."
She shrugged her shoulders, and pulled me into her bedroom. "And your point? Besides you have those sexy dresses from drama club just collecting dust."
"Tomoyo-chan," I said, with a tired sigh. "What am I going to do with you?"
So I allowed her to dress me up and do my make up. I really didn't mind, but the thought of Syaoran there didn't let me enjoy the star treatment she was giving me. I was just so scared of seeing him. I don't know what I'd do.
To Be Continued
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